((Note for Betaknight: Stir fry can be replaced by any other food that Roman is good at cooking.)) Sarah watched in awe as Roman diced his tomatoes, turning out evenly-sized slices and cubes from the red fruit. She was always impressed by the fact that he could cut things so quickly without lopping ...

"Whoa." Meredith said in her dull, toneless voice, "You don't have to swear. You asked for the cigarette, you know." Meredith pouted slightly, the corners of her mouth sagging a little to show Jessica how disappointed she was at her friend's words. She took a few steps to where t...

Meredith was at a loss of what to do. Despite her passive-aggressive loner demeanour, Meredith was a born follower. The way she acted and looked was merely the result of following the herd in an already established subculture. She lacked the backbone to really go through with rebellious actions, nev...

Meredith shrugged in yet another, slightly different non-committal way. "Sure, why not. Smoking makes you feel dead inside just like letting the blood out makes you feel alive outside. We're all dead inside anyway, smoking's just a slower way to go." She leaned against the building, watchi...

Meredith listened to Jessica, looking as noncommital as she could about the whole situation. When the other girl had finished talking, she thumbed her iPod again, turning the music back on. With a tilt of her head, she indicated a spot around the side of the school. "We should get out of the ey...

Meredith nodded and pulled her headphones off so that they rested around her neck. The too-loud strains of screaming, shouting, general guttural howling to noisy guitar frets that made up Meredith's general musical diet went unchecked for a few moments as the girl thumbed the buttons on her iPod. By...

Meredith kept her face as disdainful and neutral as possible, but she couldn't help but wince each time Jessica called her Merry. "Pandora is the name of my soul, Jessie." she said simply, "And I'm not imagining things. My soul is black and I've opened the box that shuts away hope. My...

Meredith frowned and winced as she started getting a headache from all the secondary smoke she was inhaling. She balanced her cigarette on her lip for a moment. "You know those things can kill you right?" Meredith didn't even bother to turn her head to see who spoke. She replied with a wel...

"Yeah, probably." Meredith said as she watched the girl run away suddenly. "Heh. What a mundane, all sunshine and smiles." Meredith mumbled under her breath, "Bet she got scared because she got exposed to the real world and couldn't take it in her little pink, plastic world....

Meredith balanced the cigarette on her lip, not really taking any puffs of it, just holding the cancer stick as if she were actually smoking without doing so. She glanced at Mary-Ann, then looked at the ground, seemingly not paying attention to the cheerful girl's words. "Huh. The world is a da...

Meredith didn't seem to hear Mary-Ann for a moment, then lifted one of her headphones. She continued to pout and frown. "Yes." Meredith responded, her voice a low, guttural grumble, "Pandora Black is the name of my soul." She eyed Mary-Ann's hand and pointedly ignored it. "Y...

[[Meredith introduction BUT continued from Going Balls Deep ]] Meredith Hemmings, known to other goths and students by her "soul name", Pandora Black, could hardly be described as anyone's close friend. She was sulky, petulant and hardly talked to her peers unless they were other goths. To...

Sarah peered at Hayley, letting the words wash over her. "Oh. Do you have a headache or something? You should take better care of yourself." she said gently, deciding that was all she would say about Hayley's smoking, "Please rest well. I'll let the teacher know you're sick..." S...

Sarah thought about Hayley's statement, long after Hayley made it. She was almost sure that people in the school read. There was a library after all, which contained an extensive selection of books and students. A popular girl like Hayley shouldn't have any problems getting their attention. She thou...

"Death is everyone's favourite character." she offered, "I like Captain Carrot. He's honest and straightforward while still being really formidable." "...My only problem with Tamora Pierce is that she takes herself seriously. Which is, you know, what most authors do, but I'm...